So, for the time being, it would seem that Chick-fil-A is good to go in the five boroughs (so long as it lays off the trans-fats, doesn’t over-salt the waffle fries and serves its sodas in 15 oz. cups, of course).

But what to make of Quinn?

Once upon a time, she seemed to be the only non-runt in the wannabe-mayor litter. But Quinn has truly been on a pander tear of late — aimed principally at ingratiating herself with unions but defining her credibility way down in the process.

The fact that she needs remedial instruction on something so basic as the First Amendment at this stage of the game suggests that there was little more than vapor there in the first place.